This is the sixth part of Alicia’s story. You can start at the beginning here.
After my dad left my room, I went over to my beanbag chair and started streaming a movie. I tried to watch it, but I couldn’t concentrate. My poop just felt soo good against my skin. I couldn’t resist; I kept wiggling my butt around on it. Eventually, I lay back and basked in the pleasure.
A few minutes later, I sat up and turned off the movie. Then I stood, pulled off my skirt, and threw it in the pile of dirty clothes by my closet. No sense in keeping that on. Everyone here knew I was wearing a diaper, and I would have my mom coming to change it soon.
I pulled my phone out of my backpack and jumped into bed. Then I started playing the game I’d been telling Sammy about earlier. After a bit, I moved on to checking my social media feeds.
Knock, knock, knock!
Was my mom home already? Had it already been an hour and a half? I looked at the clock at the top of my screen. Yep, it had been. I turned off the screen and put the phone aside as I beckoned, “Come in.”